The Cowardly Shen
While Qin Liffei was searching for the dragon scale's corpse.
Shen Wuxiao had already returned home.
The first thing he did after getting home was head to the bathroom for a bath.
That Lan Ying was merely a plaything to pass the time.
She had gotten into an argument with him.
But he still had to wash himself thoroughly.
Lan Ying truly wasn't worthy of eating with his women.
After bathing, Shen Wuxiao wrapped himself in a bathrobe and walked out of the room.
It was still early.
His precious wives had not gone to rest yet.
As he walked downstairs, Liu Ruyan happened to come out of the kitchen with a bottle of beer.
The moment she saw Shen Wuxiao, she came over to greet him.
"Husband, want a dri—"
Before she could finish, Liu Ruyan leaned in and sniffed Shen Wuxiao.
Then she looked at him with a radiant smile. "Even though you took a bath, you still smell a little like another woman!"
"Huh?" Shen Wuxiao looked at her. "You can smell that too?"
Liu Ruyan stuck out her pink tongue. "My nose is just too sensitive. Can't be helped."
"And..." As she spoke, she leaned against Shen Wuxiao and whispered into his ear, "There's a tiny trace of that smell too."
"You got into an argument, didn't you?"
Shen Wuxiao wrapped an arm around her waist and tapped the tip of her nose. "I did, but I washed myself seriously."
"How about you and I get into one too?"
"Later. But we can kiss first."
She lightly tossed her beautiful hair, bringing her moist lips before Shen Wuxiao.
Of course Shen Wuxiao liked that. It was simply intoxicating.
He immediately leaned in and kissed her.
The other sisters merely glanced over.
They all